"Are you Bai Yi?"
In the secret realm of Nine-Tailed Fox King City, Lu Bei met the clan leader of the Bai Ze Clan, who had come to pledge allegiance.
The name was a little strange, but that was no big deal. Demon Race names were all like that—impossible to understand at a glance. As long as it wasn't Bai Jie, he could accept it.
After transforming, Bai Yi took the form of an old man. He was fair, plump, and wore an honest, simpleminded smile. At a glance, he looked like someone without a scheming bone in his body.
In the Immortality Cultivation World, an aged appearance generally meant one's lifespan was nearing its end. But that wasn't absolute. Take the Three Elders of the Fox Clan, for example. Although the Yellow and Black old foxes had clearly stepped one foot into the coffin, their appearances still followed the natural instincts of Fox Spirits who prized beauty—curvaceous, dazzling, and extraordinary.
These three Fox Spirits were extremely loyal, die-hard supporters of the Monster Emperor. Even when their lifespans were nearing their ends, they refused to seek the Ascension Channel or the Yellow Springs Bead. They were determined to guard the tomb of the First Generation Monster Emperor.
Bai Yi's situation was different. The Bai Ze Clan wasn't fond of fighting. They pursued art and literature on the foundation of martial ability, and when they transformed, they favored the image of refined, cultured scholars.
Bai Yi's appearance as a fair, plump old man made it easier for him to travel through human nations and spared him quite a bit of trouble.
While Lu Bei sized up Bai Yi, Bai Yi also secretly glanced at the Second Generation Monster Emperor. He saw Tai Mou's left hand wrapped around Gui Xie's slender waist,